#mikeofneomantix

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Bake me a cake wench. (After a stern look from me) Please... Bitch.

Mike Entwistle (2013)

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Here's my rump. Don't turn it into a steak. It's like 20 lbs. Or more. Probably more. What I'm saying is you can't eat my rump. It's probably impossible.

Mike Entwistle (2013)

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This is why I'm not allowed to wear kilts.

Mike Entwistle (2013)

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Mike is trying to draw with my tablet and Serif. It's not going well. Now he knows why I hate Serif so much.

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A video in which my cat Heath demands Mike pay her more attention than his writing.

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It's been an eventful night and now I need sleep. Although I'm going to miss it for the next few weeks because we have nothing planned until Christmas... Mike and I really need to get down to writing songs for Black Salmon (yes, I'm calling us Black Salmon because one of his guitars looks like a black salmon. You might see in the future...). I want to get back into performing again. I miss being in a band and it hit me really hard at Neomantix's gig. And Stafford and the Grapes seem like the best places to get into live music again because of Mike and his band and the bands they know and everyone is so friendly and supportive and I think it's the best kind of atmosphere. I'm itching to get back on stage and sing my heart out, but Mike and I need to write more songs first. We can only afford a couple of covers!

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Mike: (saying some silly stuff I wasn't really listening to...)

Mike: H... H?

Me: Yeah?

Mike: What time is it?

Me: Oh, twenty-past-two.

Mike: See, I told you you were a massive clock!

Me: ...

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Mike: We need to start eating more healthily...

Me: ...

Mike: At least one of the pizzas we eat each week has to have vegetables on.